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see them.”
    â€œHow?”
    â€œI could forward them to your computer. Or, you could come over here and see them on his. He sent them to Jenny tonight.” He hoped she’d choose to come over. It was a short drive from town and not that late.
    â€œGo ahead and forward them.”
    â€œOkay, hold on so I can make sure they go through.” Disappointment flared. Still, he had her on the phone. He sent the pictures and picked up the phone again.
    â€œDid you get them?”
    â€œI’m still waiting for my computer to power up.”
    â€œHow’s Sean working out?” He was getting desperate tokeep her on the phone. He wanted to find out what she was doing. See if he could detect any softening toward him.
    â€œIt’s only been one afternoon, but so far, so good. He’s only sixteen, but seems to have a much better work ethic than the kid I had before. I have another high school worker, Sarabeth. She’s shy as all get-out, but does a good job. Wait, the photos are here. Oh, look at the arch. I’ve never been to Saint Louis. Wow, the river is not as blue as I thought it’d be.”
    Zack had never been to the Mississippi, either. He’d seen many of the countries in Europe but had never toured his own. Was that something Marcie would like to do someday?
    â€œThanks for sending the pictures,” she said.
    â€œI saw your dad today,” he said, hoping to forestall her ending the call.
    â€œI bet he did not take to your idea of looking at his car,” she said with a trace of humor in her tone.
    â€œNot at all. Told me to get out and stay away from you.” He wanted to ask if that was her wish as well, but dared not. As long as she never told him flat out to stay away, he felt he had a chance. “Marcie, he looks far older than I remember.”
    â€œIt has been ten years.”
    â€œIs he okay?”
    â€œSure, why wouldn’t he be?”
    Zack didn’t want to put ideas into her head, but to him the man looked so different it was startling. Marcie saw him every day, so it wouldn’t be as apparent. But Marcie was his only child. If there was anything wrong, Bill would certainly let her know.
    â€œForget it. I just wondered.”
    â€œWe all get old,” she said. “Speaking of which, have you met the rest of the wedding party?”
    â€œNo, why?”
    â€œI think Gillian plans to have a small dinner party when they get home, so everyone can meet the others. I know everyone, but I’m not sure you do.”
    â€œNo problem, it’s not like I have a lot going on right now,” Zack said.
    â€œSorry Rocky Point doesn’t offer the excitement of London or Rome.”
    â€œThat’s not what I meant and you know it. I need to get my own place, firm up the partnership with Joe and wind up things in Europe. Right now I’m just a babysitter for Jenny.”
    â€œI’ve got to go. Thanks for sending the pictures.”
    He hung up, wishing he’d never made that comment. It reminded her of his leaving and he was trying to get her to think more about his staying.
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    â€œZack Kincaid’s in the restaurant,” April said, passing the door to Marcie’s office the next morning.
    Despite the skip of her heart, Marcie kept her head down, eyes focused on the list of dishes she was preparing for the upcoming weekend. “I’m busy. See he gets what he wants like everyone else,” she said.
    For a moment she couldn’t concentrate. They’d talked for a while last night on the phone, almost as when they were teens. Back then he’d drop her at home and then call her as soon as he got home. Her father used to ask what they’d have to talk about since they’d just seen each other. That had never been a problem in the past.
    His comment at the end still bothered her. There was little to do in Rocky Point for a person used to large cities and cosmopolitan entertainment. Her